Nhfearme
3/16/01
Last Detail
IC:
Captain Shelan's stealth prowler waits for him in the Peacekeeper Base's docking bay. He runs a gloved hand over her. He
has missed flying. It could not be helped. Capturing Lord Crichton had to take priority.
Scorpius has everything arranged: communications, method of payment. He maintains his salary. Still, if it is seen that
he has currency it will bring suspicion. As for his prowler, he can claim he stole it when he escaped the Peacekeeper Base's
Med bay.
He can never again return to the life he knew. He has to relinquish command, claim he knows nothing of Scorpius' return
and disavow knowledge of Crichton's capture. Phillip's deep cover will continue as long as the Nabarri government, the contagion
is a threat. Phillip sighs. He now has to go into hiding and wait for Mokan or other resistance fighters to come looking for
him. His path is set.
Now he will have everything he desires, promotion, freedom to follow his own orders and Chiana. Phillip's heart is light
as he climbs aboard and powers up his stealth prowler. He wishes he could run to her. He hits the launch sequencer and blasts
out of the Base.
The torture he endured, the lonely hours locked in a cell, even his self-imposed separation from the peacekeepers is all
worth it to see her free of Lord Crichton!
Phillip remembers her embrace in Mokan's cell. Chiana held him as he cried to her, cried of his love for her. Her delicate
hair on his cheek, her sensuous breath, her sweet scent. He at once loves and despises her softness, her naiveté. Part of
him wishes she had listened to Crichton, not believed her heart. Still, it is this part of her that saved him from Crichton's
interrogation of him. From Setig's deadly heat pulse.
Scorpius is right about one thing. He is hopelessly irreversibly contaminated. Phillip loves her. The time may come when
he has to weigh his loyalty to the peacekeepers against this love for Chiana.
He lands next to his makeshift quarters. He settles in and begins his lonely vigil, waiting for what may come.
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John Crichton wakes on the cold stone floor. His head hurts from Shelan's hit. His mouth is dry from the drug. His arm
is pinned under him having been tossed so carelessly there. He pushes to sit up and finds he is chained hand and foot.
There is movement in the corner. John looks. A guard stands, weapon presented towards him. A second walks toward him, pulse
rifle ready. John swallows and looks up. The magnetic lock of the cell hatch clunks open. John looks. Scorpius enters and
stands eyeing him.
Scorpius paces to John and stands over him looking down. He sighs with satisfaction. "So glad to see you again John. I
have missed you."
"The feeling is NOT mutual. " John answers.
"I see Captain Shelan wanted to be sure you stayed put this time." Scorpius says looking at John's chains.
"Begging your pardon sir." The guard says turning to him. "Captain Shelan has not been here sir."
"Of course he hasn't. If he had you would have held him for me." Scorpius smiles.
"You mean that reconditioning story was no lie?" John asks surprised.
"High Command has very clear parameters concerning irreversible contamination John. It seems that Captain Shelan has deserted
the Peacekeepers for your... tralk."
John wishes he could strangle Scorpius for that remark! His mind burns with revenge! He tries to get up to face him. The
pain in his arm stings. He struggles against his chains. Scorpius can see he is upset by the word.
"Well, what would you prefer I call her John?" Scorpius asks skeptically.
"She is my wife!" John yells.
"No John, she isn't." He sucks back his breath. "You are married to Officer Aeryn Sun." Scorpius looks at him almost caringly.
"Or have you forgotten her already."
John's gasp catches in his throat. It's like a knife in his heart. His shock turns to anger. "How dare you even speak her
name? Murderer!"
"hmmm, I see." Scorpius smiles. "Bring him." He growls turning to the guards. He walks out of the cell and waits.
The guards lift John forcibly. It feels as though his arm is being pulled from its socket. They drag him from his cell
following Scorpius to his marauder.
Braca meets them and guides them to a cell. He opens it. The guards thrust John in.
Hobbled, John lands roughly on the cell deck. "Aaag." He groans.
Braca stands staring in at him, then seals the cell door and walks away laughing.
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John feels a jostling of the marauder. He hopes it is an attack from the resistance to free him. He waits. The cell hatch
opens. John's eyes adjust to the stark light streaming in.
Braca turns to one of the compliment of guard's. "May I borrow this officer?" the guard hands him the pulse rifle. Braca
takes it and enters Crichton's cell. The guards enter behind him. "Get him up!" Braca orders.
The guards jerk John to his feet. He faces Lt. Braca. "Well look." John comments. "It's Scorpius' errand boy." He drawls.
Braca hits John sharply in the stomach with the butt of the pulse rifle. John doubles over in pain. "I know Scorpius' plans
for you Crichton!" Braca laughs. "I don't envy you!" he exits the cell.
The guards follow dragging John out into the landing bay of the Command Carrier. They travel down a short distance to the
prowler bay and stop. Scorpius stands before him. They release the chains from John's wrists, then his ankles. John stands
for a moment studying the situation.
"What's this?" John asks. "You're letting me go?"
"No John. This is your new workstation. Here you will remain until you complete your task."
John looks at him, then to the guards then back to Scorpius. "Scorpy? You can take this job and shove it!" he answers.
The next thing John sees is stars.
Braca promptly takes the borrowed pulse rifle and strikes John down to the groveling position. Scorpius puts up his hand
to stop him. "Now Braca. I told you I want to set a precedent for John's cooperation. Based on mutual trust and respect."
Braca backs up, terror in his eyes at his mistake. He quickly returns the pulse rifle.
"Still, if he will not cooperate?" Scorpius turns to Braca. "Do as he wishes Braca. Remove him to a cell until he will
cooperate with us."
The guards again roughly grab Crichton and pull him up. John tries to walk this time, not being hobbled. As he is pulled
toward the corridor he shouts over his shoulder. "When hell freezes over Scorpy!" he laughs.
Scorpius snarls as Crichton leaves. He turns to Braca. "Signal phase two Braca. We will repay kind with kind." He says
angrily and walks from the prowler bay.
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Nhfearme
3/20/01
Nightmares
IC:
John stands in an strange graveyard mist. The graveyard gate opens with a ghastly groan before him. Harvey leads him. The
mist swirls around them as they enter. Coffins set on stone atop the ground. The coffins lie open showing their bodies wrapped
in death shrouds. Harvey walks John to one particular coffin and pulls away the shroud to show him the face.
John walks to the body and looks. He stares into the face of death. It is Aeryn Sun! His heart stops. He catches his breath.
He touches her face. She is cold as ice. He kisses her lips and embraces her. He cries and falls to his knees. "God No! Aeryn!"
He sobs. "AAAaaa!" He screams.
John wakes with a start. He is drenched in sweat. A chill goes through him. It takes a moment to realize, he is in the
prison of the Peacekeeper Command Carrier.
Suddenly he hears something. Echoing footsteps outside of his cell, they continue past to the cell next to his. The cell
door slams shut. The next thing he hears sends a chill down his spine. A child crying in this Hellish place! Crichton's cell
door creaks open. Scorpius stands before him.
"Just little added incentive, John. Something to help you decide." Scorpius grins.
"Jake? You put Jake in a cell?" He yells. "Let him out!"
"What is your decision?" Scorpius ask pensively.
"Nurse! Let me out!" Jake yells.
"I'm waiting, Crichton." Scorpius stands sure of himself waiting, watching Crichton in his pain. He knows he has won.
John's heart is breaking. The Peacekeepers took Aeryn's life, his life with Chiana, now his son. Suddenly Scorpius seems
more powerful than ever. Perhaps he will carry out his threat to harm those he loves. If he captured Jake from Pagar he could
even reach out to Chiana, their child. There seems no way out. John is afraid of what Scorpius may do next. Torture Jake?
Kill him? John cries. "Yes, I'll do it, Scorpius. I'll do what you want."
Scorpius signals to the guard. The guard turns and signals to the nurse. She opens the cell and lets Jake out. "Why did
you put me in there nurse? I'm gonna' tell my daddy!" Jake yells.
John looks at Scorpius. His eyes red with tears. He pushes his way past the guard and out into the hallway. He takes Jake
from the nurse. "It will be alright Jake. I'm here now." John walks up toward their quarters.
As John reaches his door Tech Kamina Witer passes. She stares as he enters his door with Jake in his arms. She can see
that John has been crying. A guard positions himself outside of Crichton's quarters. Kamina lowers her eyes keeps walking.
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Scorpius' nurse appears at Crichton's door. She knocks and waits. John opens the door.
"I am here for the child." She states simply.
"No! No way are you getting your hands on him again sister!" John shouts, baring her at the door.
"You must report to your class Crichton." She reminds him.
"Fine, I'll take him with me." John says holding his hand behind him to Jake. "Come on Jake. Had breakfast yet?" John asks
him.
"No." Jake sounds disappointed. "I woke up on a marauder."
"Let's go then." John says as he pushes past the nurse.
"Scorpius will hear of this Crichton." The nurse says bitterly.
"Go ahead. Tell death himself." John says walking away holding Jake's hand.
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Tech Officer Kamina Witer recharges the data pads for Command. She casually inputs the code and scans each one before she
deletes the data. She finds Lt. Commander Crichton's arrest record.
Witer sees there are reference codes for previous arrests. She makes a note of them. At the end of her shift, she delivers
the recharged pads to Command.
Witer inputs Crichton's reference codes in one and plugs it into the main Command computer receptacle. After a moment,
she removes it unobserved. She smuggles it into her quarters.
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Scorpius is in his command quarters. His breakfast tray has just been removed. The toilet flushes. He washes in the facility.
His nurse enters. "Scorpius!" She says in exasperation. "Crichton refuses to allow me access to the child!"
"Do you really blame him, my dear? After all, you placed Jeffery in a locked cell in the belly of the Command Carrier.
It may be a some time before he warms to you." Scorpius answers unconcerned.
"He insists on taking the child with him to his class." The nurse continues, wondering why Scorpius is not upset.
"I don't see that as a problem." Scorpius paces to his portal looking out at the planet. "Soon we will move from here.
I have a pressing meeting that awaits me elsewhere."
"Scorpius." The nurse begs. "This is a dangerous allowance you will be giving to Crichton. How can you be certain he will
do as you wish?"
Suddenly Scorpius' Command Comms gains his attention. He presses his head Comms to receive. "What is it Braca?" Scorpius
asks. "Patch him though Lt." He listens. "Allow them to show you where it is Officer Mallan. Then bring it to me." He turns
and looks at the nurse. "By the way Officer Mallan. How would you like to secure the Lady Chiana as well?" he waits for Mallan's
answer. "As I thought. Bring her with the prowler. If you succeed, Officer, you may have any duty you may desire."
Scorpius smiles and closes the frequency. "Not to worry." He says to nurse. "I will soon have more to laud over him. Perhaps
his tralk will bring a more satisfactory response." He coos.
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Crichton enters the prowler bay holding Jake's hand. "Did you see it Jake?" John asks him as they enter the bay.
"I see it." Jake says. "You'll play with me?"
John smiles down at him. "I'll join you as soon as I can." He answers.
Jake runs to play around the prowlers making his favorite roaring sound. John smiles over at him playing.
Class is assembled. John crosses to them. He looks them over. "I see a lot of new faces." He says under his breath. "We're
in trouble." John shakes his head and puts his hand on his neck. "Scorpy didn't tell me I'd be having newbies."
"Tech Officer Witer!" John waves her to come up front.
She jumps up from her chair and nearly runs to John. "Yes commander?" she asks.
"I don't have time to review all the material I've covered the last three cycles. You were always my best student." John
tells her.
"Thank you sir." Kamina says, blushing.
"I need you to teach them." He continues. "While the advanced group puts together another prowler." John tells her.
Kamina hesitates. "I don't know sir. I've never taught before."
"Come on, Witer. You've seen me do this for three cycles." John looks at her eyes. "I need you to do this for me. Scorpius
wants the project completed mach schnell. So would you?" he puts his hands on her shoulders and looks into her face. "Please?"
"I'll try." She looks at John's eyes and smiles slightly. "You'll be here if I need help?"
John puts his hand to his temple. "I don't know. I can't promise you that."
Her face falls. She looks at the floor.
John sees her reaction. "Yeah, sure, I'll be here Officer Witer." John rubs her shoulder. "Where else would I go?" John
picks up the chalk and hands it to her.
Kamina takes chalk from John's hand, touching his hand in the process. She blushes. "I'll do my best sir." She smiles.
"Thanks Officer." John wipes his hands with a cloth then walks over toward the prowlers.
Suddenly a detachment marches into the prowler bay. They make a line between Crichton and the prowlers.
John watches them then calls to the class. "You grad students!" He shouts. "Front and center!" he stands waiting.
The three cycle students separate out and scurry to stand in front of him.
"Do you remember the last equation we studied?" he asks them.
A man steps forward. "Yes sir, I remember." He swallows.
"Tech Henda, good. I want you to be my projects manager." John stands, hands on his hips as he tells Henda what he hopes
will finally free him from Scorpius. "Your project is to program a prowler to generate the vortexes from that formula. Do
it just the way that you did it before. I need it done today!"
Henda is taken aback but doesn't balk. His training has taught him it would mean his death. "Yes Lieutenant Commander."
His voice shakes with fear.
John puts his hand on Henda's shoulder. "It will be ok, Henda. If you don't get it today, it's no problem." John says looking
into his face.
"Yes sir." Henda says, afraid to look into Crichton's eyes.
In the mean time, Kamina is flustered. She takes the chalk and stands for moment thinking. Then she scrawls a formula on
the wall then turns and addresses the class. "You are here to learn a new format of equations." As she speaks, she gains confidence.
"These will allow you to do what the advanced group is doing now." Displeased with her group she shouts. "Pay attention!"
The newbies jump in their seats and sit at attention.
"I have no intention of taking three cycles to explain it to you!" She yells.
John oversees the project and alternately looks over his shoulder to see how Officer Witer is handling the class. He smiles
as her Peacekeeper military style kicks into her teaching. The class is in terror of her.
As they get to work programming the prowler, John tries to work his way around to the prowlers unnoticed. The guard stops
him. "We have strict orders not to let you in here sir."
John nods and steps away from them. The day wears on. He becomes anxious. "Henda. Go to lunch and come back to finish this."
He says. "Take Witer with you." He looks at them. Then follows them out. The prowler bay hatch is sealed. He glances back
then walks to the officer's lounge to get a Ras'lak.
As John stands at the bar, he begins to weep. He covers his face with his hand and turns toward the wall.
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"Lt. Commander Crichton!" a voice behind John demands his attention.
John is crying for Jake. He wipes his tears away with his hand and turns slowly to face the one who disturbs his solitude.
John sees a female officer. Her jaw is set. Black hair, dark eyes, nearly his height wearing a battle braid and prowler
pilot uniform. She stands with one hand resting on her pulse pistol.
"Finally we meet." She says with disdain. "I am Officer Nylar Shard."
John's mind is only on Jake, his hope for his escape. His heart breaking, he glances at her face. "I'm sorry. I'm really
not up for introductions right now." John tells her. "Maybe we can do this later."
"Why Lt. Commander?" She says angrily. "Did you lose someone in combat?"
John's head begins to hurt from her line of questioning. He puts his hand up to her to signal he isn't ready for this.
She slaps it down. John pulls his hand back. The barman jumps at the slap and walks away.
"What was that for?" John asks, surprised. His eyes still wet from crying.
"There's much, much more where that came from Lt. Commander." She breathes. Her eyes flash with fire.
"I can't deal with this right now Officer." John turns his back to her and sips his ras'lak. "You'd be better off just,
just go away."
"I can't do that sir." She says firmly. "I've waited for your return. I won't wait another Microt for your answer." She
stands very close.
"I told you." John turns suddenly finding himself face to face with her. He gasps in surprise at her persistence. He begins
to feel angry at her intrusion.
She is nose to nose with him now. "It's a matter of engagement, sir. A matter of honor, sir." She says bitingly. "I suggest
we take this up in physical conditioning, sir." She says abruptly and stands at attention.
John closes his eyes, not believing her tenacity. He sighs. "OK, Shard." He says, thinking he needs to get his mind off
Jake. He downs the rest of his ras'lak and looks at her. "Let's go."
They walk together to conditioning. Nylar breathes her anger as she walks and enters ahead of John. She throws her officer's
jacket into the corner. She snaps out her pulse pistol and places it on a chair. She picks up a pair of sparing gloves and
pulls them on sharply.
John enters behind her. He takes off his officer's jacket and places it on a chair then pulls on the gloves.
John is barely finished when Officer Shard attacks. She swings her leg at his head. John throws up his arm. She hits him,
knocking him down to the mat.
"Uh." John grunts and begins to get up.
Shard's leg careens toward John's face. He is able to block her leg from hitting. He catches it just before it connects.
He gasps.
"If you would just allow me sir." She pulls her leg from his hands. "We could be finished here much quicker."
"I did what I had to do Officer." John gets up. "I had to escape."
"And what's stopping you today?" She asks bitterly, throwing a left at his stomach then a right to his chin.
"Uh." John blocks.
"You killed two of my squad in that little escape of yours. Two good officers I considered a privilege to serve with."
Shard yells.
"You don't understand." John holds his arms in defense.
"I understand alright!" she swings to hit his chest. John blocks her arm up. She swings again striking his face.
John falls. He holds his jaw.
"You killed two of my officers." She kicks John in the ribs.
"Uh!" John groans. "Stop!"
"Veccar! Stoddard!" she yells. "They covered your worthless flank when the Scarrans took after you!"
John grabs her leg. She falls. John pins her shoulders to the mat. "Just stop!" His breath blows her hair. "It's over.
I can't bring them back, Shard."
There is a clamor at the door. John and Nylar involuntarily snap their heads to see.
Scorpius stands at the hatchway with a detachment of guards. He raises his hand to stop the guards from entering. He enters,
closing the hatch behind him.
John looks at Shard. "Did you say you want to meet Scorpy face to face?"
Scorpius crosses to them and stands. He looks down at John and Nylar as they lie breathless on the mat.
John rolls off of her. Nylar jumps up suddenly and stands at attention.
John leans on his arm catching his breath. "Officer Shard? Scorpius. Scorpy? Officer Shard." He introduces.
"Have you finished officer?" Scorpius says coolly. "I have a matter of some importance I wish to discuss with Crichton."
"Yes sir! Finished sir." She glances quickly askance at Scorpius. "May I be dismissed sir?" She asks breathless, trying
not to show her fear.
"No, Officer." Scorpius walks to the foil stand.
Nylar swallows and walks to the edge of the conditioning mat. She stands briefly with her back to the two men then slowly
turns.
Scorpius picks up two foils. He turns and suddenly tosses one to John.
The sword lands and rolls next to John. John looks at the sword and sighs then looks up at Scorpius. John slowly removes
his sparring gloves. He stands and throws them in the corner. He picks up the foil and faces his nemesis.
"I believe this will be instructive for you as well as Crichton." Scorpius takes a defensive stance.
"Yes sir." Nylar answers in fear. She has never before faced Scorpius. She knows how close to death she came in her chase
of Crichton. Scorpius could have easily ordered the death of her squad. She continues to stand at attention. A chill goes
through her as the contest begins.
"There is little danger of me winning with these safety points Scorpy. Why even bother?" John says circling Scorpius. "This
is no contest for us."
"Ahh!" Scorpius says in mock realization. "You believe you have learned all you need from my clone? You feel you are no
longer in danger?" His eyes glare at John's. "You have a false sense. I assure you Crichton, you have much more to learn."
He snarls. "Where is the boy?" Scorpius lunges at John.
John blocks the thrust. "I'll never tell Scorpy."
Scorpius attacks John, lunging again and again. "I can easily learn by returning you to the chair."
John backs away. "But that would take time." He parries Scorpius' thrusts away with deftness. "You want to know his plan
now so you can stop him." John attacks! He slashes across Scorpius new leather's marring his shoulder pad.
Scorpius looks at the damage to his suit and hisses. "Stop wasting time John."
"You were saying Scorpy?" John laughs. "Do you want to make this an honorable combat?"
John quickly blocks and parries Scorpius' angry lunges and thrusts. John backs off the mat toward the weight rack. John
suddenly traps Scorpius' sword against the weights. John chuckles.
"That's right Scorpy." Face to face with Scorpius, John's eyes suddenly turn cold. "I forgot. You don't do honorable."
John allows Scorpius to escape. He backs up and lunges pressing the guarded tip to Scorpius heart. "Kidnapper!" John accuses.
The guarded tip pinches against Scorpius' skin. He winces. He snarls and backs away clashing his sword against Crichton's
blade.
John lunges again! The sword tip presses into Scorpius' neck. "Murder." John yells. His lip curls into a snarl.
Scorpius gasps. He drops his sword. He chokes and backs away nearly loosing his balance. His hand goes to his throat.
Officer Shard is in shock at what she sees. She holds her breath and hopes Scorpius has forgotten she is witness to his
defeat.
John moves following Scorpius. "All the innocents you have taken! All of those you have murdered!" He yells.
Scorpius turns and runs toward the hatch. He finally catches his breath. "Guards!" He eeks out, barely audible. His eyes
reflect his fear.
The guards burst through the door and grab Crichton. They take his sword and hit the back of his knees forcing him to the
floor. A guard hits John across his face with his pulse rifle butt.
"Uh." John groans.
While the guards hold him by the shoulders they cuff him. Then jerk him to his feet. Scorpius is still unable to speak.
He points out of the conditioning room. His eyes watch Crichton as they drag John out of the room and down the corridor. Scorpius
follows them out of the hatch.
Officer shard stands for several Microts waiting. Finally the corridor falls silent. She grabs her officer's jacket and
pulse pistol and runs out of the conditioning room. She gasps and checks the corridor then runs the opposite direction.
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Lieutenant Commander John Crichton sits in the Aurora chair. The chair turns. John braces for what comes next. The chair
charges. It fires its pulse through his brain.
John screams. Images from the estate flash; Brief glimpses of life with his son, his wife Chiana. Time in agony passes
remembering his life for Scorpius. Still no images of Jakes plan of escape. John guards the secret well.
Scorpius paces. "I know this is painful for you John. Just tell us where the boy is and we can dispense with this."
"No!" John gasps. He struggles to speak through the pain. "You cant make me!"
"You have no secrets from me John." Scorpius stares at him. "There will be no secrets." He says menacingly.
The chair fires again, John screams. Scorpius seems distracted by a Comms he receives. He waves to the operator to cease.
He motions the guards to take Crichton.
The guards remove Crichton from the chair. They drag him to a cell and rudely dump him in. John lands roughly and lies
there wondering what happened. He kept the memory secret of Jakes escape. He is sure Scorpius doesnt know. John crawls to
his mat and lies there waiting for the next torture, the next session in the chair.
Some time passes. The cell hatch groans open. Scorpius stands over John. "Have you enjoyed your nap John?" He smiles. "I
have something for you."
John wakes and rolls over on his side. He looks up at Scorpius.
"I must ask you first if you want it here or in your quarters?" Scorpius paces and touches the wall. He looks at his hand
and rubs his fingers together in disgust.
"What are you raving about Scorpy?" John answers as though he cant be bothered.
"I am surprised John. I would think you would be more concerned that your son is about to join you here." Scorpius watches
John for his reaction.
"Jake?" John jumps to his feet. "No! I didnt tell you anything."
"Nevertheless John we have him." Scorpius smiles.
John looks at him, tilting his head, trying to judge if he is lying.
"Very well then. I will have him brought to you. To join you in your misery." Scorpius turns to motion the guard.
"No!" John shouts then says almost pleading. "No." He looks down at the cell floor then up to Scorpius for his answer.
"Clean yourself up first." Scorpius orders. "Go and check on your class progress. Jake will be waiting for you at the end."
John doesnt answer immediately. He begins to walk toward the hatch. Scorpius turns to him suddenly. The guards present
their pulse rifles toward Crichton. John stops and looks. He swallows, realizing he wont see Jake if he doesnt answer.
"I will do as you say." John answers.
"As it should be John." Scorpius smiles and lets him pass.
John walks to his quarters and hits the fresher. He changes and finds he is missing his officers jacket. He walks to conditioning
and finds it still on the chair. He pulls it on and walks to the prowler bay. A detachment of guards already in position.
John glances over and sees an attack craft is there among the prowlers. He strains to see if it has laser blast marks.
The guards stop him again from entering the area. He walks back to his class to look at their progress.
John is distracted and anxious. He watches the time and dismisses class promptly. He walks quickly to quarters. Two guards
stand outside his door. Two across.
John opens the door to the horror that is nurse. Jake comes running out to him as he stands in the open door. "Dad!" Jake
yells as he runs and hugs Johns waste.
John glares at the nurse. "I thought I told you to stay away from him." He looks at Jake. "Did she hurt you Jake?"
"No. They brought me here dad." Jake hides behind John.
John looks back at the nurse. "Get out!"
"It wont matter what you say to me now Crichton!" She says bitterly. "The child will be sent to elite training tomorrow.
There will be a guard with him until he leaves. It can be me or one from those outside. What is your choice?"
"Its alright dad. I want to go." Jake begins to cry quietly. He wipes his face.
"Ill take the one at the door." John says staring at nurse. "You are NEVER to touch him again! Understand?" He points out
the door for her to go. "Now get out."
She walks to the door and stops. She stands toe to toe with John and glares at him. "I will report to Scorpius what you
have decided." She says in an acid tone and walks out.
John slams the door. He kneels and holds his son to him. "Ill stay with you Jake." John kisses Jake and hugs him tightly.
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